Tu Shanjun is very familiar with making talismans.
There are also more than a dozen skins of advanced monsters stored in the talisman, and most of the previous ones that were not advanced have been consumed.
Because there is no way to draw more talismans, there has been no progress.
A small place is a small place, with a shortage of resources and a shortage of knowledge. Even if I stay there for another hundred years, I won't be able to develop much knowledge on my own.
Even if a Qi practitioner knows how to use talismans, he probably won't be able to make talismans.
It doesn't matter if you walk slowly, but if you are afraid of taking the wrong step and are still running on the wrong road, that is the real trouble.
Tu Shanjun didn't think he was a powerful person, so he couldn't rely on guesswork to complete the drawing of the talisman, so he only knew two kinds for many years.
Evil-suppressing talisman and magical talisman.
I spent money to buy a set of basic talismans, and also purchased a foundation-building talisman recipe at a high price.
Tushanjun started practicing after returning to the cave.
The yellow paper soaked in special spiritual liquid is a good thing, and each piece of paper has the characteristics of a spiritual object.
Tu Shanjun took out the wolf hair pen that he bought at a high price.
calmly.
Control mana fluctuations.
Grind the spiritual cinnabar into ink and add the blood of advanced spirits.
Hold the pen and draw the talisman.
With one stroke, all the mana from the body will be poured out immediately.
But in an instant, Tu Shanjun was under control.
The pen moves the dragon and the snake, completely integrating the essence, energy and spirit into it, infusing it with mana and forming a magic circuit.
At this time, Ding Xie, who was holding his breath and concentrating, opened his mouth in surprise, not because Tu Shanjun drew some high-level talisman, but because this turned out to be a simple evil-suppressing talisman that had just entered the advanced level.
This talisman can be drawn at the early stage of Qi training.
After all, Tu Shanjun is also a great foundation-building monk. Why would he draw an evil-suppressing talisman that has just entered the level so solemnly?
But what happened next made Ding Xie's eyes widen. After drawing dozens of evil-suppressing talismans, Tushanjun changed it into an animal skin.
It was completed in one go, and the red runes shone brightly.
This evil-suppressing talisman actually reached the third level.
"Isn't it?!"
Tu Shanjun did not explain. In the past, it was just because of poor materials and incomplete circuits for making the talisman. Unexpectedly, he succeeded today when he tried the third-level evil-suppressing talisman for the first time.
This is also because of the accumulated experience.
After more than ten years of painting, I have already developed an instinct.
Tu Shanjun drew several more evil-suppressing talismans in succession, all of which reached the third level.
Not only is it an evil-suppressing talisman, it can also be used to draw third-level magic talismans.
"Third level?"
"Um."
Tushanjun nodded, did not speak, but put away everything.
The inspection found that the original results were pretty good and not unfamiliar.
There are no tools for refining weapons here, so Tu Shanjun plans to make a set based on the notebook.
As for refining elixirs, this matter cannot be rushed.
He has some experience in making talismans and refining weapons, but he is a layman in alchemy and needs to take his time.
"Brother, let's get to the bottom of it. Your level of weapon refining and alchemy is not the same as that of making talismans, right?"
"Did you refine that black elixir?"
Tu Shanjun glanced at Ding Xie and said flatly: "The Yin Soul Pill is the soul flag's own function, didn't you realize it?"
Ding Xie was surprised and quickly took out the soul flag.
For such a long time, in fact, he had never used the Soul Banner at all. He just maintained the supply of mana. He did not expect that this was the function of the Soul Banner.
Not only the refining of the Yin Soul Pill, but also two powerful spells, especially the reincarnation of the Ghost King, can actually integrate the power of all the evil ghosts in the Soul Banner.
There are more than 900 evil spirits in the soul flag, but not all of them have been collected.
It's not because there aren't that many evil ghosts in Xiaolingzhou, but because the low-level evil ghosts are useless and have little effect on Tu Shanjun's strength.
Even Tushanjun himself could not liberate the ghosts inside the banner, nor could he destroy them.
If all the evil spirits in the Qi training stage were accommodated, Tushanjun's strength would at most reach the middle stage of foundation building.
Therefore, he must leave a place for evil spirits of the same level so that his strength can be improved instead of stagnating.
Just like now, Tushanjun's strength is in the middle stage of foundation building. He must absorb the Yinshen in the foundation building stage to greatly improve his strength.
If the seats in the soul banner are full, you can only rely on the advancement of the main body of the soul banner to expand. When fighting with others, you will inevitably be at a disadvantage.
Even because the seats are full, if the leader of the banner is stronger than Tu Shanjun, he will have no means to counterattack.
"Brother Tushan, brother also contributed a lot in refining the Yinhun Dan. At least we can give you a better discount. Brother, I am really poor."
Ding Xie quickly played the emotional card.
He spends money lavishly and can't save any spiritual stones, so if he were to buy it, he really doesn't have many spiritual stones in his hand.
Tu Shanjun took out three boxes and then looked at Ding Xie.
After all, he is also the banner master, and Ding Xie does his best to help, so he cannot be treated unfairly.
Tu Shanjun didn't want to erase Ding Xie's contribution, so he said: "The two of us will each make half of the Yinhun Dan that we will refine in the future."
The Yin Soul Pill will not produce resistance to medicine, and as the Soul Banner advances, the Yin Soul Pill can be refined faster, and most importantly, the quality of the Yin Soul Pill has been improved.
Tushanjun is in the middle stage of foundation building, so this elixir can be used for daily practice in the middle stage of foundation building.
When the Soul Banner reaches a higher level and Tu Shanjun's strength increases, the potency of the Yin Soul Pill will definitely increase accordingly.
In the past, Wen Yue had poor qualifications and his origins were seriously damaged. He could not keep up with his cultivation and could not fully absorb the power of the Yin Soul Pill. Otherwise, he would have built the foundation long ago.
"That's great, brother Tushan, you are really my brother and sister."
"Well, I have something else I want to discuss with you." Ding Xie rubbed his hands.
…
Yangcheng.
An unknown alley.
Within two small tile-roofed houses.
The middle-aged man was smoking a dry cigarette, his face full of vicissitudes of life and fatigue.
Sitting on the low stool without saying a word.
That is to say, Qi practitioners age slowly, and their magic power retains their appearance, so they still look young.
"Master, have you decided?" The female cultivator who was also in the early stage of Qi training looked at the middle-aged man.
Hou Zhongying sighed.
He didn't live up to expectations, he only had five spiritual roots, and he had been holding the token in his hand for so many years.
The eldest brother has been missing for a long time. It is said that he went out and never came back.
Fourteen years have passed, and most of them have died.
There is only one last chance left for this order.
Congcong is now ten years old, and the spiritual root tested last time was the fourth spiritual root, the same as that of his nephew.
His nephew is already seventeen years old, but because of his selfishness he did not send his nephew to Qingyun Temple when he was ten years old.
He was troubled because he felt ashamed of his elder brother.
In the past, it was his eldest brother who took care of him, so his cultivation was delayed and his age was also delayed.
The woman in the early stage of Qi training persuaded: "Master, we have repaid the kindness of my eldest brother by helping to raise the child to such a big age. And the nephew is a nephew after all. Can we expect the nephew to take care of him until he is old?"
"Congcong is young, even if he has the same four spiritual roots, there are differences. Our Congcong's qualifications are better."
Hou Zhongying smoked a dry cigarette: "Wang Yu, I..."
"If you can't keep this face off, you can put all the responsibility on me."
"It's just that my aunt has selfish motives and wants Congcong to succeed." Wang Yu took all the responsibilities on himself.
"Our family will not treat him badly. Your eldest brother died, and your sister-in-law died of depression within two years. We left such an orphan behind, but we took him in and raised him for ten years."
Hou Zhongying did not speak or argue with his wife. In fact, he had a preference in his heart, but he was confused.
"If we don't send people to Qingyun Temple, our house will be taken back."
"Let's prepare some spiritual stones and send Jing Yan to Xiaozong. There is no need to go to Qingyun Temple."
"..."
Outside the corner, the young man was squatting there, calmly listening to his uncle and aunt's discussion.
Look up to the sky.
The sky was full of stars, and the bright moonlight fell and covered his body with silver gauze.
It's not cold, but very warm.
Even though he is not young, he is already sensible and understands what is going on.
It's very difficult at home.
With a family to support, even the small ones have little ability to work.
At his age, he should have gone out to work a long time ago, but the jobs in the city are overcrowded, so there is no way to get to Lingshi.
If he goes out of the city to hunt monsters, his cultivation level is too low.
Even if you want to be a shop assistant, you still need skills and dedication.
I finally found an apprenticeship sorting medicinal herbs, but the money I earned every day was not enough to eat, and my superiors even deducted money from me.
His family also disagreed with the dirty work, and he also resisted it.
The second uncle always told him that he should act upright and sit upright, not lose the bottom line in his life, and not earn everything.
The second uncle also said that if his father was still alive, their family would definitely not be like this.
I will be eighteen in a blink of an eye, and my cultivation has just begun.
Two tile-roofed houses were all they had, and they had to pay taxes on this amount of property, otherwise Yangcheng would not allow them to continue living there.
This is his home, but he has no father or mother.
Fourteen years ago, Hou Boxu disappeared. After the bad news came, his mother fell ill and died within two years.
Fortunately, he still had his second uncle, so he was not reduced to becoming a beggar and eating from hundreds of families.
But no matter how you disguise it, this is still a matter of relying on others.
If you don't have children, it's easy to say that the children of the second uncle and the second aunt are not young anymore. With so many people to feed the family, he will become even more of a burden and annoying.
Hou Jingyan stood up without saying a word.
In the room, Wang Yu and Hou Zhongying were still discussing.
"Crunch!"
When the door opened, both of them were surprised.
Looking at the person pushing the door in, it was Hou Jingyan.
"Jing Yan." Hou Zhongying shouted.
Both husband and wife looked a little embarrassed and ashamed.
It's really not good to talk about this kind of thing behind your child's back, and the child heard it and even walked in.
Hou Jingyan looked at Hou Zhongying and Wang Yu firmly: "Second uncle, aunt, please send your brother to Qingyun Temple."
"I asked someone to find a job in the mines."
"It doesn't matter if it's a bit hard or tiring."
After Hou Jingyan said that, he turned around and left.
Mining requires manpower. Those who mine are not too dangerous. There are other high-level monks to deal with the monsters in the mine. They just mine, but fortunately they make a lot of money.
If you dig something good, you can get rewarded. The more you work, the more you will get.
"Well Yan."
Hou Zhongying stood up suddenly, her voice was trembling, and she choked with sobs: "Second uncle is sorry for you."
Hou Jingyan stood still and said with a smile: "If it weren't for my second uncle and second aunt, I would have died long ago."